Нам не хватает чьих-то теплых рук,И

Нам не хватает чьих-то теплых рук,
И нежности в объятиях любимых,
Чтобы согреться посреди разлук,
И все забыть печали горьких мук,
Чтобы понять, что ты необходима,
Достаточно всего лишь теплых рук…
Нам не хватает сердца теплоты,
И взглядов ласковых, любимых, милых,
Как много в жизни всякой суеты,
Как много в сердце всякой маеты,
Как мало рядом так необходимых,
Так нужных рук, их нежной теплоты.
Нам не хватает чуточку чудес,
Смущенных глаз и трепетных признаний,
Когда никто из вас не сможет без -
Без чьих то рук, без радостных желаний,
Когда из вас двоих никто не сможет без...
Нам не хватает чьих-то жгучих слез,
Но не печали - счастья и надежды,
Когда поймешь, что это все всерьез,
То радость чьих-то очень жгучих слез,
Когда вдвоем, и никого нет между,
Когда вдвоем, и это все всерьез.
Нам не хватает чуточку любви,
Чтобы согреть израненное сердце,
Когда объятья нежнЫ и крепкИ,
И души так отчаянно легки,
И больше не случится вновь, как прежде,
Нам не хватает чуточку любви...

Владимир Шляпошников

Результаты (английский) 1:

We lack a warm one's hands,
and tenderness in the arms of loved ones,
To keep warm in the middle partings,
And to forget the bitter pangs of sorrow, * To understand what you need, It is sufficient to just warm arms ...
We lack the warmth of the heart,
And looks gentle, beloved, dear,
How much in life all the fuss,
How many in the heart of all toils,
How little near as required,
So right hands, their gentle warmth.
We lack a little miracles
embarrassment eyes and trembling confessions
When one of you can not -
Without someone's arms, no happy wishes,
When the two of you, no one can not ...
We do not have enough of someone then burning tears
But no sadness - happiness and hope,
When you understand that it's seriously
That joy of someone's very pungent tears
When two of us, and there is no one between,
When the two of us, and it all seriously.
We lack a little love
To warm the wounded heart,
When the arms gently and firmly, * And so desperate souls are light,
and will not happen again, as before,
We lack a little bit of love ...

Vladimir Shlyaposhnikov

Результаты (английский) 2:

We miss someone's warm hands,
and tenderness in the arms of lovers,
to warm up in the middle of partings,
and forget the sadness the bitter agony,
to understand what you need, just warm Enough
...
We are missing the heart of warmth,
and the views of affectionate, loved, adorable
as much in the life of any hassles,
as much at the heart of any maety
As little side so needed, So the right hand
, their gentle warmth.
We lack a little miracles Confused eyes and trepetnyh
confessions
When none of you will not be able to without-
whose the hands, no joyful desires,
when the two of you cannot be without ...
we miss someone's burning tears,
But not of sadness, happiness and hope-
When catch this all seriously,
The joy of somebody's really burning tears,
When together, and there is no one between the two, and When
this all seriously.
we lack a little bit of love
To warm a scarred heart
When are strong and affectionate embrace,
and soul so desperately are easy,
and no longer happen again, as before, we need a little
love...

Vladimir Šlâpošnikov

Результаты (английский) 3:

We do not have enough beneficiaries-the warm hands,
and being pampered in the stranglehold on your favorite,
to warm up in the midst разлук,
and all to forget sadness bitter pangs,
in order to understand that, you need a,
just warm hands ...
We do not have enough heart warmth,
and views he goeth after her straightway, your favorite, an international student,
as much in the life of any bustle,
how much in the heart of the any маеты,
how little some of the so necessary,
so the right-hand, their gentle heat.
We do not have enough little miracles,
Смущенных eye and трепетных recognition,
when none of you will not be able without the -
without whom the palm rest, without dark desire,
when one of you two no one would be able, without ...
we do not have anyone to the burning tears,
But it is not sadness, happiness and hope,
when very cautious about that, this is all seriously,
the joy whose-the very burning tears,
when two people, and there is no-one between,
when two people, and this is all seriously.
we do not have enough little love,
Sensitivity to warm the heart,
when sparkling or decline and strong,
and the soul so desperately easy,
and more will not happen again, as it did before,
we do not have enough little love ... Lord Vladimir Шляпошников